A sword of Damocles , end of each month
A knife that cuts my wings
A dagger that alienates me
A dagger cursed me
A dagger that follow me. Everyday
Nightly
And this time, the dagger
will fall hopelessly
And I will remove
Life,
Dreams,
Hope ;
But ...
Everything happens right?
have to go
But
What do I do? Again the
endless cycle to start again
For the same terrible way
And
endless.
OF
Late summer 2010
PS: I put this picture because despite all the troubles that life gives me now, I know there are still good people, noble and beautiful things how are you beautiful flowers and I do not want me sadder.